REDLINE

[Medhane] Tryna ghost but i swerve round Treat me like i’m worthwhile Hopping turnstiles Coppin kush let it burn down Hold my herd down, moving with the pack Never fold or break or crack Feeling like geronimo pratt I been a soldier Wiser than the cobra Dream holder Incubate, they tryn infiltrate Waves inundate, indicate me and my niggas great Hoodied up on winter days Look thru the windowpane I had to feel the rain Let the wind hit my face Know i ain’t been the same But i been in my ways Play the crib till the temp rise Spliffing, reminiscing on the best times They weaker than my left eye tryn test mine I keep my head high I couldn't rest mine Couldn't rest mine [Hook] Leave it to the time See the sun above us in the sky I ain't running imma fly Only wantin what is mine